"Master Feiyang, although Ye Chen's calligraphy and painting strength is good, but after all, he is a junior, it is not appropriate for you to go in person, he should be allowed to come to see you. Liu Hengzhou said on the side.

Liu Hengzhou is the president of the Chaoyue Kingdom Calligraphy Association, with a noble status, and he does not understand the thoughts of Master Feiyang.

"Yes, besides, Ye Chen's level is not as good as you. ”

Zhang Peng, president of the Chaoyue Chinese Painters Association, echoed on the side.

After hearing this, Master Feiyang waved his hand: "Identity and status are worthless in my heart, if I can improve the realm of calligraphy and painting, I would rather fall into the lowest beggar." Ye Chen's little friend is not as high as my calligraphy and painting realm now, but he has an aura on his body, and we communicate with each other, and I will definitely be able to stabilize my mortal realm. ”

Although he can make paintings and calligraphy works in the realm of metamorphosis, he is not stable, and sometimes he can't make a painting in the realm of metamorphosis for several years.

Therefore, Master Feiyang is eager to stabilize his realm of calligraphy and painting. He had a hunch that when he could make a painting of the Mortal Realm at will, it would be the time for him to advance to the Divine Realm.

"Master Feiyang's devotion to calligraphy and painting is beyond our comparison, admiration. ”

Liu Hengzhou praised.

Zhang Peng also nodded: "It's a pity that our minds are too mixed, we have too many concerns, and our progress is slow." ”

After that, several people exchanged their calligraphy and painting experiences with each other, took out their recent works, commented on each other, and learned from each other's strengths.

After a long time, everyone took their leave.

"Master Feiyang, if you want to find Ye Chen to communicate, go as soon as possible, you may not be able to find him if it is late. Master Pessimism hesitated for a moment and said.

"Oh, what's going on?Isn't Ye Chen's little friend the sect master of the Flying Star Academy?, where else can he run away for a while?" Master Feiyang wondered.

"The Flying Star Academy has made a big move recently, killing twenty Spirit Pill Realm martial artists of the Tianzhu Sect, the contradictions between the two factions are irreconcilable, and we Hengshan Academy also have to make our own choice. Of course, the so-called choice is to choose when to do it to the Flying Star Academy. Master Pessimism said calmly.

After hearing this, Master Feiyang and the others were silent.

They knew that with a behemoth like Yokoyama Academy, once they decided to do it, they would be able to stop it. And the decline of the Flying Star Academy is well known, and no one thinks that the current Flying Star Academy can resist the Hengshan Academy.

"Thank you, Master Sadness, I see. Master Feiyang nodded with a dejected expression.

"Farewell. Liu Hengzhou, Zhang Peng, Shen He and others also bid farewell to Master Feiyang.

After a few people left Feifu, Liu Hengzhou said with a smile: "Have you heard? Recently, Fairy Shu obtained an excellent food ingredient and is thinking about making a table of sumptuous food." ”

"Oh, really? That's great, let's go check it out. Zhang Peng's eyes shone like a hungry wolf.

"Go together, go together. Shen He almost drooled.

Shu Xianzi's name is Shu Ying, not only beautiful, but also has good cooking skills, and is a well-known food master and president of the Food Association in Hengshan Prefecture.

In normal times, it is very difficult to eat a meal that is comforting.

But Shu Ying has a habit of challenging herself, and whenever she develops a new ingredient and is in a good mood, she will invite someone to dinner.

Liu Hengzhou, Zhang Peng, Shen He and others decided to try their luck.

Bright Moon City of Chaoyue Country, Star Picking Restaurant.

Ye Chen handed over the demon horse to the little maid, then set a separate courtyard, rested for a day, and left the restaurant early the next morning and walked along the street of Mingyue City.

He was not in a hurry to buy spiritual materials, but planned to become a veritable master first.

Experiencing the killing of Li Mingsheng, the national teacher of the Great Xia Kingdom, in Yan Wu Kingdom, and being investigated by the Master Guild, let Ye Chen know that sometimes a decent identity can save a lot of time.

Since this is the case, Ye Chen decided to become a master in order to avoid trouble.

He is now a seventh-rank alchemist, an eighth-rank alchemist, and a martial arts master. If you go to the Master Guild for certification, you are a three-star master.

The three-star master is already very powerful for ordinary people, but Ye Chen can't look down on it, you must know that the Shen He he he recognized at the beginning are all five-star masters.

"Whatever, you want five or six stars. Ye Chen muttered, "Yan Wuguo doesn't have a calligraphy and painting guild, so I can't certify it, since that's the case, I'll be a calligraphy master and a painter, and I will be a five-star master by then." ”

Ye Chen thought like this, and according to the roadmap he obtained, he soon came to the Chaoyue Kingdom Calligraphy Guild.

Calligraphy and painting are among the side professions in the Martial Arts Continent, and they are not as popular as alchemy and refining. Therefore, the Chaoyue Kingdom Calligraphy Guild is not very big, it is just a three-story building, and there are few people entering and exiting at the door.

Ye Chen's soul swept over, and he found that there were still many scholars who did not have the slightest cultivation.

Ye Chen knew in his heart that compared with martial artists, there were more ordinary people who came into contact with calligraphy, especially scholars, who could use it whether they were imperial examinations or officials.

Ye Chen walked into the calligraphy guild, and soon a maid dressed in plain makeup came over and asked softly, "Does the son want to buy calligraphy works or calligraphy books?"

In the opinion of this maid, Ye Chen must have come to learn calligraphy at such a young age.

"I don't buy books or works, I'm here to evaluate calligraphers. Ye Chen said.

"Assessment?" the beautiful maid glared at and said subconsciously, "The assessment of calligraphy masters requires spirit stones." ”

The beautiful maid is just a cultivator in the internal strength period, and she can't see Ye Chen's realm, thinking that Ye Chen is an ordinary scholar. For ordinary people, spirit stones are very precious things.

"I have spirit stones. Ye Chen smiled faintly, then withdrew his soul power, and the aura of the strong man flashed away.

The beautiful maid's face turned pale, and then she said respectfully: "Senior, please come with me." ”

The beautiful maid first registered the information, collected Ye Chen's ten spirit stones, and went through the formalities for Ye Chen. Then he led Ye Chen to a large house, where there were eight martial artists, only two young people, and the rest were either middle-aged or elderly.

"Senior, in an hour, there is just an assessment, you wait here. ”

The beautiful maid explained to Ye Chen softly, then left and came to a room on the second floor: "Master Li, there is another martial artist to assess the calligrapher." ”

"Okay, give me his information. ”

The voice of a middle-aged man came from the room.

The eight martial artists in the big house saw Ye Chen come in and showed curious eyes.

"Little friend's surname?" a short old man took the initiative to come over.

"In the lower leaf dust. Ye Chen said.

"Old man Gongsun Yu. The short old man Gongsun Yu asked with a smile, "Which master is Xiaoyou's teacher?"

Generally speaking, it is easy to get started with calligraphy and painting, and the real masters of calligraphy and painting are all masters. Gongsun Yu inquired about Ye Chen's mentorship, probably to see what Ye Chen had to do with him.

"Teacher?" Ye Chen shook his head, "I don't have a teacher." ”

"Huh?" Gongsun Yu was stunned for a moment, and said incredulously, "Ye Xiaoyou, you dare to come to assess the calligrapher without a teacher?"

"What, do you have to have a teacher to become a calligrapher?" Ye Chen wondered.

"Not really. Gongsun Yu shook his head, "The calligraphy assessment is very detailed, the method of starting the pen and moving the pen, the roundness of the strokes, the change of strength, the operation of the center and the side, and even the folding of the square pen and round pen are all exquisite. ”

"Oh, it's fine. These are trails, as long as the words are written. Ye Chen didn't care.

Gongsun Yu pursed his lips after hearing this, and said with hatred of iron and steel: "You can't do well in the path, how do you do it?" Ye Xiaoyou, I see that you are choking enough to be admitted to the calligrapher this time, if you really love calligraphy, when I become a calligrapher, I can consider taking you as an apprentice." I'll teach you for seven or eight years, and you might have a chance to become a real calligrapher. ”

"Ah~" Ye Chen was stunned, quite speechless, he didn't expect to meet such an enthusiastic person.

"Ye Xiaoyou, don't you hurry up and apprentice. Brother Gongsun has a very high level, and becoming a calligrapher this time is a sure thing, and it is not far from writing calligraphy in the psychic realm. Many people wanted to become his disciples, but he didn't accept them. It is your luck that he is going to take you as an apprentice today. ”

The others persuaded one after another, looking like they were good for you.

"Uh~"

Ye Chen sighed and said euphemistically: "Thank you for raising love, but I am confident in my level and can be admitted this time." ”

"You ......" Gongsun Yu was sitting in a precarious position, waiting for Ye Chen to worship, but he didn't expect Ye Chen to refuse, his face was ugly, but he didn't get angry, and laughed at himself, "It's okay, the young man is arrogant, I understand." After today, if you want to worship me as a teacher, you still have a chance. ”

"Everyone is here to prepare for the exam. ”

Calligrapher Li Jin strode in with a stack of fine rice paper.

(End of chapter)

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